Chapter 5
There was a chill in the mountain air, Barbara hugged herself tightly as she stumbled through the moonless night. The blonde's head was spinning with wicked, obscene thoughts. Unconsciously the girl's pink, pointed tongue crept out between her full lips and licked at the sensitive nerve endings that ringed her mouth.
When she realized that she was searching for the last flecks of Sam's musky semen Barbara shuddered, but she didn't even try to stop thinking about the slick, hard cock and the way that it felt and the way that it tasted when she sucked on it for the first time.
Barbara had another problem, she'd been in such a terrible hurry to escape from the trailer that she hadn't bothered to wipe herself thoroughly and now she could feel warm trickles of Sam's slippery cum oozing out of her deliciously stretched pussy. Every step that she took was a disgusting reminder of the filthy rhings she'd done and allowed to be done to her. The puffed, bruised lips of the disheveled blonde's sex were rubbing together each time they moved. They were lubricated by thick gobs of Sam's sperm. The velvet-soft flesh of her inner thighs clung and stuck together with every step she took.
Passing trailer number four, Barbara's train of thought was disrupted by a long, shuddering moan. It was a woman's voice that she heard and the mixture of pain and pleasure in the voice made poor Barbara's flesh crawl with horrified excitement. It was Tex's trailer, she'd been invited to that party and it might have been her voice calling out in the night instead of whoever it was now.
Barbara's feet stopped moving, she stood motionless in the chill night air as she listened in fascination to the rhythmic groans and gasps that the faceless woman made. The beautiful girl imagined that it was she laying pinned and stuffed under the big cameraman. She could almost feel his wrist-thick pole stabbing and thrusting up into her belly, stretching and ripping so beautifully at her tight cunt!
It wasn't until she caught herself daydreaming about what that huge cock would taste like that the lovely script girl realized how excited she had become. When she thought about sucking and mouthing Tex's bloated flesh, Barbara's cunt would squirt fresh dribbles of love-lube and the realization shocked her enough to enable her to tear herself away from the trailer window.
Once she began to move again, Barbara's pace increased. By the time that the lovely girl got to her trailer she was running as if she was being chased by the hounds of hell!!
"My God," Delia said sharply. "What's the matter with you?" Barbara was startled, she stood with her back braced against the door and stared in wide-eyed surprise at the dark, handsome woman.
Delia was sitting upright in bed. The older woman wore a pale nightgown that enhanced the smooth, olive-tinted hue of her flesh. The gown was so sheer that even from across the room Barbara could clearly make out the dark circles of the assistant producer's large, firm nipples.
At first, Delia seemed to be amused by Barbara's sudden, breathless arrival, then her smile faded and she hurriedly slipped out of her bed and padded across the carpeted floor to slip an arm over the shaken girl's trembling shoulders.
"What is it, honey? Come on, tell me what happened to you?" The look of concern on the brunette's face and her warm, protective hug were more than Barbara could stand. The disheveled girl heard the sob in her voice and daubed at the sudden tears that gushed down her cheeks as her defenses crumbled and all of the awful things inside of her came tumbling and rushing out.
"It felt good!" she cried and then spit out the galling memories of the past days. As she cried and confessed her disgusting sins of the flesh, Delia slowly led Barbara to the bed. The girl kept her eyes squeezed tightly shut when she was pressed back on Delia's wide, comfortable mattress. She didn't resist. She allowed the woman to stretch her out flat then lay down next to her and cuddle her close.
"...you don't know, you can't know how awful I felt," Barbara moaned as she brought her painful confession to a close. "He had me on my knees, I was sucking and licking at his cock like an animal and then he made me beg for it!" The shame of it made Barbara moan, tears coursed down her cheeks and she pressed herself tight against the warm, cushiony body next to her. "I've tried. All my life, I've tried not to be like that and look what happens!! "
"Shhhhhhh, it's all right, baby," Delia sighed in
Barbara's ear. The handsome woman's hand brushed a thick lock of the girl's blonde hair away from her face and a pair of lips lightly touched her cheek. "Shhhhhhhhhh, I know, I know what it's like. We've all been used like that. This is a rough business on women." The arm that Delia had slipped under Barbara's head tightened and the lovely girl felt herself being pulled until she lay on her side facing the brunette. "I know how you feel, I used to have dreams about what my life would be like, too. I lost them the same way."
It was strange, she hardly knew the woman but Barbara felt secure and safe laying with her like this. Their firm breasts pressed against each other's, their gently rounded bellies met and palpitated as their thighs brushed and pressed together.
"I had it worse, you could have had it worse too," Delia breathed. "Here, let's get you comfortable while I tell you a story." Without giving her a chance to think about it, Delia's fingers deftly undid the buttons that hid the blonde's swollen, firm breasts from view.
"You were lucky, Sam Spealman can be a mean bastard if he wants to. I've seen him take some little actress and make her bend over a chair, with other people watching, and fuck her in the ass until she fainted. Oh, Sam is a rat. He can think of the worst, the most humiliating things to do to a woman."
The older woman's voice purred and whispered in Barbara's ear, but instead of horrifying her, the images that were born of the words sent twisted little thrills of arousal up and down Barbara's spine.
"Have you met Becky Marsh, the little girl that is playing the daughter?"
An image of the slim little child actress popped into her mind and Barbara nodded wordlessly. "Do you know how Becky got that part? Sam forced her mother to let him fuck that child! That's right, I was in the office and I saw it! Oh, baby, you should have heard that little girl squeal, blood was running down her legs but that didn't bother Sam, he made her sit on his lap and he popped that fat cock of his in and out of her until I thought that she'd die! By this time he's turned that baby into a whore and he laughs about it and tells me about the nasty things he makes her do."
Thick, rhythmic spasms were building up inside of Barbara's tired little pussy. The mental images of that slim, boyish looking little girl twisting and shaking on the end of Sam Spealman's club of flesh were making the young blonde grow wet and slick again. She was so caught up in the fantasy that she didn't take any notice when Delia's probing fingers found the zipper on her hip and undid her skirt.
"At first I got sick when I thought about the things that men like Sam and Rick Tolliver made me do, but then I found a way to make it better, a way to find some love and some concern."
A sudden flood of interest caught Barbara's attention and tore her mind away from the filthy images that were tormenting her. Delia had slipped to her knees and was gently tugging the blonde's rumpled skirt down over her hips.
Looking down at her body, Barbara was shocked to realize that her blouse was completely undone and her firm, hard-tipped breasts were completely bare. As her skirt was pulled away, the girl could see that the crotch-piece of her panties was dark and soaked with a messy mixture of Sam's thick cum and her own oily love juice. Barbara tried to clamp her thighs together to hide the evidence of her shameful condition, but the beautiful brunette smiled and shook her head as she placed her palms against her knees and pushed her legs apart.
"No, I understand, don't think about it. I know what you've been through and I want to help."
A tiny warning bell began to tinkle at the back of Barbara's mind but it was too little, too late. Before the shaken blonde could react, the older woman had hooked her fingers in the waistband of Barbara's panties and stripped them away.
"Sit up! I'll show you how I found that love and that concern that I told you about," Delia breathed softly. Her slender hands pulled Barbara to a sitting position long enough to pull the girl's blouse down over her limp arms.
"I was going crazy," Delia whispered as she undid a shoulder strap and tugged her filmy nightgown over her full, dark breasts.
Barbara watched with growing amazement as the lovely woman kicked her gown aside and then lay back down beside her. Her flesh felt like brushed velvet against Barbara's. "I was trying to be an actress. I was pretty good too, but that wasn't enough. I kept meeting creeps like Sam and they would make me do the filthiest things for them before they would give me a part. Then I met a woman who understood and she taught me how to relax and not let them hurt me."
Delia had pressed up tight against Barbara's naked hip, the blonde felt the soft curls of the brunette's pubic thatch brushing and rubbing against her flesh and shivered with an excitement that she couldn't explain.
"Let me help you," the older woman sighed, her hand rose and then fell on top of Barbara's burning breast! The lovely blonde shuddered as the fingers tightened around her spiky nipples. "You have pretty titties, darling," the husky voice purred in her ear. Barbara finally realized what the other woman wanted, she felt her face burning as she belatedly tried to twist away from the naked woman who clung to her, but Delia's firm grip on her breast held her in place.
"No," Delia pleaded softly. "Don't fight me, I can give you something that none of those cruel bastards can. I can make you feel soft and loved, the way you should feel." The brunette lay on her side and it was an easy thing for her to lean forward and press her face against the shaken blonde's other glowing tit.
Barbara felt the warm, wet lips close over the thick protrusion of her nipple and gasped as a sweet, demanding pleasure began to swim in her blood stream. "Ahhhhhhhhhhh," the trembling girl sighed. "Don't ... please ... I've never ... I'm not...." Her feeble protests died away as a beautiful rasping sensation built up around her breast and she realized that the larger woman was avidly licking and sucking at her tit. The tongue moved up and down over her soft flesh, even dipping under the warm curve and leaving the undersides of her breasts slick and tingling.
Delia's hand dropped away from Barbara's tingling globe and began to crawl down over her belly toward the tangled, cum-soaked hairs that hid her gushing pussy.
"Ummmmmmmmm," Delia muttered happily as she paused between wet and glistening nipples. "You're delicious, darling. I want to do this for you by the hour!" Once again the young blonde tried to protest but Delia only smiled and shook her head as she brought her wet lips down and sealed Barbara's opening mouth. An awful, shaky feeling began to build up in the lovely girl's throat, the other woman's tongue forced into her mouth and twined around her own pointed little probe. The fluttery, shaky feeling slipped into her belly and then exploded into full blown desire when it entered the tight, slick confines of her love sheath.
Ohhhhhh, God, no, the little voice wailed in her head. Not this, don't let her do this to you. Not even your mother was a queer, she didn't make it with women! But Barbara didn't have time to respond. Delia's long forefinger had pressed in between the plump, froth covered folds of her cunt and had found the vibrating head of her clitoris. The lovely blonde whimpered, her pink heels dug into the mattress and her naked, glowing body arched up off the bed to meet and enfold the seeking, wriggling
An Actors Young Aid finger.
"Aggghhhhhh, this is wrong," Barbara groaned as Delia forced another finger in beside the first. The muscles in her cunt tightened and the blonde was ashamed to feel them nip and squeeze at the two fingers that burrowed deep into her velvet sheath.
"Noooooooooooo," Delia crooned soothingly. "No, baby, it's not wrong, it's a way to feel good! Just because you like it doesn't make you a lesbian. Don't worry. Women can love women and still like men too." Barbara shook her head in weak denial but it was useless, Delia began a slow undulating movement of her hips, mashing her own moist cunt-lips against the girl's hips. At the same time the woman's fingers began to plunge in and out of Barbara's stretched sex and in seconds the lovely girl was gasping and shivering as the delightful sensations tore at her sanity.
"It will be soooo nice," the naked brunette whispered. "I'll make you feel so good that you won't believe it." Moving slowly, Delia rose to her knees, she leaned over Barbara's trembling globes and pressed the fat, stiff nubs of her nipples against hers. The young blonde moaned as the other woman's soft, scented flesh mashed against her and she felt a melting, yielding sensation inside.
Without pausing, Delia swung a shapely leg over Barbara and then lay on top of her for a few tense seconds. Instinctively, the girl's milky thighs parted and her pelvis lifted as if she was welcoming a man and the heavy, punishing bar of flesh that hung between his legs. The brunette giggled softly and withdrew her soaking fingers then pressed her fat mound against Barbara and made a few lewd coital motions against her.
The feel of having her sensitive love-bud mashed against the other woman's shocked Barbara and she couldn't keep from answering with her own streaming blonde muff.
"That's right, enjoy yourself, darling," Delia sighed, the woman's dark eyes blazed with excitement as she looked down at Barbara. "Let me fuck you! I can do just as good a job as they can."
Barbara moaned with shame and bit at her lip. She despised herself for what she was doing. But her arms crept up over the curves of Delia's shoulders, then crossed over her back and pulled the rocking, thrusting woman's body close.
"Oh, yesssssss," Delia moaned happily, her fleshy body increased its pace and soon she was scrubbing her stiff clit against Barbara's. "You're learning, you're better than I was the first time, so much better!"
Barbara knew that she shouldn't be pleased by the perverted woman's praise, but she was! The girl spread her rounded thighs even further and completely surrendered herself to the scented, woman's body that lay fucking and rubbing against her.
"Ohhhhhhh, lover, this is driving me crazy," the beautiful brunette sighed, she pulled herself to her knees and for a few shocked and disappointed moments Barbara thought that Delia was leaving her. But, instead of pulling away, Delia bent her head and began to back down over the moaning blonde's perfect body. Delia kissed and licked at every wriggling inch of flesh as her lips moved downward.
By the time that Delia ran the flat of her tongue over the sensitive flesh at the point where the thigh joined the muscular buttock the woman had given Barbara one squealing, whimpering orgasm and had worked her into a frenzy on her way toward another!
"Hold your pussy open," Delia demanded hoarsely. There was no mistaking what the beautiful brunette intended, she was hunched forward between Barbara's powder-white thighs and her full, red lips were only inches away from the girl's drooling slot. "Pull the lips wide so that I'll know you really want the present I have for you."
"Ahhhhhh, noooooooooo," Barbara complained breathily as her fingers crept up on either side of her sloppy cunt. "It's all messy, I didn't wipe away what Sam ... shot inside of me." But even as she protested the tips of the girl's fingers hooked in the folds of her flesh and pulled them wide, exposing the firm knot of her swollen clitoris to the eager brunette's tongue.
"Don't worry, darling," Delia breathed as she pressed her lips against the glistening nubbin of Barbara's love button. "I love to suck cum and cunt juice all mixed up. I'll eat it all and suck you so dry that you'll squeak when you walk!"
The wiggling tip of the beautiful woman's tongue slithered up and down over the slick flesh of Barbara's inner folds, her fingers dug into the soft flesh of her thighs. The girl's rounded tummy sucked flat and she uttered a thin, whistling groan of pleasure.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh," Barbara sighed as her supple body began to turn and twist as the wicked tongue forced its way into the tight throat of her drooling vagina. The lovely girl started down between her splayed thighs, she watched with shocked fascination as the other woman sucked the white trickles of Sam's cum into her mouth then drank it down. Spasms of intense pleasure tied the muscles in Barbara's pussy into knots as she began to thrust her well licked and sucked labia up against the tongue.
Barbara's hands turned into claws, they lifted away from her groin, leaving Delia to suck and lap at her unaided, the blonde's fingers dug into the brunette's thick hair and roughly jerked the older woman's willing face against her burning, greedy pussy.
Delia moaned happily and was forced to make obscene, bubbling gasps as she fought for breath against the soft, clinging flesh of Barbara's sex.
"Suck! Go on and suck me off!! " Barbara was shocked by the raw, demanding sound in her voice, she'd never been so aggressive and physical in her life and she'd certainly never used words like that before! "You filthy, perverted woman," the girl hissed in a rage of lust. "Suck my pussy, you wanted to do it, so go on!! "
She stiffened, a brilliant flash of pleasure exploded at the base of her skull, Barbara screamed and began to thrash against the rumpled sheets of the bed. "Aaaaa ... I'm aaaaaaiiiiieeeeee!! ! ! "
Her whole body vibrated, Barbara's hands dropped limply to her sides allowing Delia the opportunity to pull back an inch and bob her head rapidly as the rasp of her tongue worked back and forth over the raw, scrubbed tip of the girl's exposed clit.
"Agggghhhhhhhhh, don't," Barbara pleaded brokenly. "Stop, I can't stand it, don't make me cum again, it'll kill meeeeee!! ! ! ! Awwwuuuugggghhhhhh ... aaaaaaiiieeeeee?! ! ? "
Delia ignored her anguished screams, the excited brunette made a frightening growling sound deep in her throat and sank her white even teeth into the soft pussy flesh that she was sucking!
Barbara's eyes rolled back in her head and she felt all of the breath in her lungs being forced out of her in one, terrible gush.
"Come on darling, don't be shy, do it. Please, baby, I need it sooooo." The soft, pleading sound in Delia's husky voice called Barbara back from the soft, lacy cloud where she'd been floating. The lovely young blonde sighed, stretched her still tingling body and opened her blue, questioning eyes.
Delia was kneeling over her, the excited woman's groin was so close to Barbara's face that the startled girl could see the individual drops of her love juice coating the thick, dark pubic curls of her groin.
"Lick me now, please, darling. Suck my pussy just the way that I sucked yours." Delia's strong thighs were positioned on either side of the girl's head and there was no way for her to escape. Barbara stared up at the fat, wet folds of the other woman's sex and was chocked to realize how delicious it looked to her.
The last shreds of her self-respect fell away as
Barbara's hands crept up over the smooth globes of Delia's quivering ass cheeks and pulled the woman so close that she could kiss Delia's cunt without lifting her tired head from the pillow.
Above her, Delia shivered and moaned, the woman pressed her flesh against Barbara's face and began a slow, wicked rolling motion of her hips, forcing the lips of her cunt to rub and part under the pressure.
A delicate shudder shook the young blonde when she felt her lips opening and her saliva-slick tongue slipped through. The tip of her tongue shyly touched, then boldly pressed in against the musky sweetness of the older woman's drooling slot!